Yep. Thats how it be. I'm burnt. I'm dry. My eyes are sore. My skin is cracked. My knees have been worked. And I am homeless. Homeless because I cannot bring myself to do the simple thing of emailing some people. I'm gonna have a freak out like I did last year. Everyone is looking forward to it I'm sure. Meh. But at least it's not like I've done nothing. I have emailed one girl, twice. Oh well. What can I do? Can't force her to email me, or to even touch base with me none-the-less live with me. I guess there are other gals out there. We'll see whats up. Maybe I'll score a super job and can afford a studio. We'll see.
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